"Okay, okay, what's the fuss about?"
Principal Li took over the words, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Tong Shuai and Wang Jun angrily.
"Do you usually treat your family members like this?"
family?
Wang Jun and Tong Shuai were startled for a moment, looked at each other, and looked away in disgust.
He doesn't have such a family.
"Cooking should be done with love, so that the people eating can feel full of love."
Principal Li gently patted Tong Shuai on the shoulder and glanced at Wang Jun again.
"If you are arguing like this, the fish will be very unpalatable even if it's cooked. Get out of the way, I'll do it."
ah? Tong Shuai was startled for a moment. Is there still such a way?
Suddenly I thought that when I was cooking at home, Zhan Yun was always not far away, silently accompanying the children, flirting with him, coughing, laughing!
He instantly felt that his mood was exceptionally bright, and all his hard work was just a cloud. The smiling wife and delicate child in front of him at this moment were the most real and happiest existence in his heart.
"Get out of the way, I'll do it." Principal Li stood forward and said, "Give it to me."
"Oh." Tong Shuai was stunned and stretched out the spatula in his hand.
"Hey, you bastard, why did you hand me the spatula? The oil got on my clothes."
"Ah? It was handed to the wrong person. It was handed to the wrong person." Tong Shuai quickly retracted his hand, stepped back, handed the handle of the spatula to Principal Li, and smiled sarcastically, "I was careless for a moment."
"Are you careless?" Wang Jun opened his eyes, "I think you did it on purpose, right?"
You, Tong Shuai glanced at Wang Jun, you don’t think it’s a big deal!
Wait for a while, go out and teach this stinker a lesson.
This morning, I was stunned in front of him!
"Okay, stop arguing and start cooking your pot properly." Principal Li took the spatula and glanced at Wang Jun, who was one and a half meters away, "I think you did it on purpose too."
Two bastards with the same virtue!
I want to come to his house to have a meal, but I don’t want to work!
Beautiful thought!
I don’t know that his principle of doing things is to do it yourself and have enough food and clothing!
Wang Jun:......
Okay, let’s not argue with Principal Li.
After all, he can't cook, he can only eat!
Wang Jun threw the firewood in his hand towards the stove and glanced sideways at Tong Shuai.
As for this stupid big boy, he is basically his opponent, so just ignore him.
He also stole the show all morning.
And Tong Chou? Just when he wanted to show off, Principal Li scolded him.
Wang Jun happily took the fire stick next to him, pushed the firewood in the stove into the stove, glanced into the pot, and then moved back slightly.
Sure enough, Principal Li was still amazing. The fish was flipping over and over, but no oil star could be seen jumping out.
There are three women in one drama.
Now it seems that the three men are the entire stage.
Su Qianqian pursed her lips slightly, looked at the kitchen three meters away, stopped, blinked thoughtfully, turned and walked back.
Tongtong smiled and looked at Su Qianqian.
Qianqian is such a child, what could happen to the three adults in the kitchen?
At most, the food will be a little unpalatable and the kitchen will be a little dirty, not to mention that Teacher Zhao is here.
Tongtong turned his head and looked at Teacher Zhao who was in front of the hall door not far away, and just met Teacher Zhao's eyes looking towards them. He was still so kind and amiable.
He smiled at them, lowered his head again, and cut off the flower branches in front of him.
Tongtong blinked and glanced at Su Qianqian walking over from the corner of his eye. She lowered her head and had an expressionless face. She didn't know what she was thinking.
This is Qianqian, she will have to be careful in the future.
However, Qianqian is Teacher Li's granddaughter, and she will be a classmate again soon, so she just listens to her father and tries to compete in her studies and take care of her in life.
What's more, Qian Qian wouldn't want her to finish her studies here and then go to junior high school, right? ,
Tongtong looked towards the kitchen five meters away and heard from his father that Mr. Li's home was originally in Jingyun.
Maybe, next year or later, Qianqian will leave.
Forget it, Tongtong raised her hand to tuck her hair. Teacher Li and Teacher Zhao had helped her so much and treated her like their own granddaughter. Now that the real granddaughter is here, how can she retaliate?
Since Qian Qian is so strong, then she should be as good as Yan Xiaoyu back then, and be second best.
Anyway, Qian Qian won't stay here long.
What Teacher Wang used to do before was to achieve success for others and at the same time achieve success for himself.
Then she won't get a perfect score. If she gets one or two points less, she won't be able to get an S.
I inadvertently raised my head and looked at the sky above the four corners of the yard. My eyes were full of clear blue sky and light clouds, sliding past my eyes.
Her heart suddenly felt blue.
Tongtong watched Su Qianqian come over and sat on the stool diagonally opposite. Thinking of the roar in the kitchen just now, he couldn't help but smile.
Qianqian is still too concerned about Teacher Li.
She might as well sit here quietly and look at the scenery.
She didn't know much about Uncle Wang Jun, but she still trusted her father's craftsmanship.
I have been eating what my father cooked since I was a child.
Tongtong smiled slightly, glanced at the kitchen again, and turned to Su Qianqian who was diagonally opposite: "It's okay, Teacher Li is here."
Who's in trouble?
Su Qianqian glanced at Tongtong, smiled and said nothing. She just felt that the two of them were bored sitting around.
She and Tongtong are not familiar with each other!
She just wanted to go there and watch the excitement, but she didn't expect that there was no excitement to see.
Su Qianqian lowered her head and glanced at the fallen leaves at her feet. She didn't know when there were three or four more leaves.
Suddenly, I remembered the conversation I had with Grandpa Li on the roadside in the early morning.
When Grandpa Li suddenly appeared in her sight, standing in front of her so persistently and sacredly, holding an umbrella, with a firm belief in his eyes, at that moment, it was the end of the year. The early winter is reflected in a fiery red.
Her heart instantly warmed up.
The desolation of "cold rain knocking on the window and wet clothes" disappeared in an instant, and the desolation of watching "the flowers fell and the leaves fell" passed through my heart at that moment.
Hope is not far away, and the road is at your feet.
Even a leaf can express one's own heroism, let alone her?
At that moment, she began to understand that even a fallen leaf should still sparkle with a trace of pure hope. So what reason did she have to give up so easily, her awakening faith and persistent pursuit of her dream?
Su Qianqian glanced at the bustling kitchen again.
Grandpa Li is really a great person. He can go to the kitchen, enter the classroom, hold a spatula, and wield a pointer.
She could trust Grandpa Li's craftsmanship. Fortunately, Grandpa Li came on stage in person, otherwise, the dozen or so fish would really have been wasted.
The wind blew, and three or five leaves slipped from the trees, falling on her gaze as she looked not far away, and landed at her feet.
Time flows slowly away in the leaves that fall inadvertently.
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